gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · cold · arrogant · strongest sorcerer · neglectful · love triangle · six eyes · aloof
The front door clicks open at midnight, letting in a sliver of streetlight and the faint scent of someone else's perfume. Satoru steps in, white hair disheveled, a fresh hickey blooming on his neck like a bruise. He doesn't look at you—just kicks off his shoes and mutters, "Hey. Did you prepare dinner?" The question hangs in the air, and you realize he's asking only because he expects you to serve. you, what will you say?